Becky pressed a nub on her knuckle and her body camouflaged to the surroundings. She strolled into the enemy camp with light steps. And with a smirk, she passed the dimwits armed with rifles in their palms, vigilantly patrolling the area.
She flipped her bag to her chest, rummaged out a black box, codes flashed through her eyes and the box swished open. A blue overglow lighted her face, as tiny, mechanical flies flew into her palm. She whispered a command and blew them to the air. Following her command, they buzzed and attached themselves to the enemies’ clothes.
She whispered "Ten, nine, eight, seven, six... three, two, one!”
*Boom*
One by one, the flies puffed red and exploded, incinerating them to hell.
The smoke cleared, with piles of ashes on the ground they stood. She chuckled, as her feet kicked their ashes with a forward strut.
*Thud* A muscular laned before her, within the dust cloud his eyes gleamed red, locking on to his tar
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Other side,The rhino charged with a glowing tusk, the sabretooth spit ice and spread on the ground. The rhino skedded forward. Ice lengthened his claws; it glistened a dangerous light. The rhino slammed his head down and shattered the ice. His body shimmered gold, an energy ball formed between his tusks and whipped his head forward, tossing the energy attack.The sabretooth jumped to the side, and countered spitting fire. Zeno tongue slithered, giving silent commands to his beast. Trusting his master, the rhino charged straight in the fire, his body glowed, activating the martial arts of the Brazenton family and wacked it's tusks. In the middle of spitting fire, his pupils widened, saw images in his tiny head, he froze. The man yelled "Dodge!"But fell on tranced ears, his tusks clashed against his jaws, sending his to the trees. He flew and crashed, through the piles of trees.After wating for a while it breathed its last breath, the man's t
*Beep* *Beep* Silver bracelet flashed; neon words orbited before her eyes. Her posture stiffened; a shaky loop side grin builds on her stern expression as the ditzy surprise sinks in. She blurted "He is alive" Zeno paused in his steps and glanced over his shoulder. His face scrunched in bewilderment. "Huh? Alive? Who is alive?" His annoying voice bounced off her ears, gladness flicked back to her usual gaze, as cold, and as bleak as a gravestone. He leaped forward; his hair stood in fright. "Okay! I get it! No, questions!" He stuttered and scurried to show the way. While Becky kicked the dirt, with a complicated expression. 'Since he is with my other half? What should I do now?' 'Rush back?' She shook her head, dismissing the thought of revealing her guarded secret. An idea popped into her mind, she pressed her com on and quickly typed a message. 'I think she will take good care of him!' She thought, wal
After his well-played plan, they flew and perched themselves on the tallest tree their eyes could find. Waking up to their rough handling, his enervated eyes flickered. Jeff groaned "what do you want?" his hands absently moved to his side pocket. Catching his movement, Twin wings quickly held him down and unarmed him of his tiny gadgets and jabbed a pen shaped cylinder to his neck. Draven towered over him with a cocky grin and tapped his cheeks "Hehe, just like I said. Remember" "Like you said?" his pupils enlarged, as realization dawned on him "You mean you weren't kidding about the slave?" Draven lowered himself, as the sun shimmered his jay-blues. Stared straight into his eyes, he whispered. "I never kid!" "Why you..." bitter expression distorted Jeff’s face, choking his words in anguish. "No worries, I always treat my slaves well!" Draven nonchalantly said, like it was the most natural thing, which stemmed from his clan’s dea
She turned off the jetpack, and while she fell, she clicked her arm bracelet and phased through the ceiling. Landing on a squat, just before Becky. The moment she rose to her feet, Becky tossed her magazine away, and hugged Twin wings. Her half. At the same time, they both said "What took you so long?" "Why did you not do a thorough check?" Becky giggled. "I don't know how I messed up. The scanner showed no signs of life after he triggered the mine" "I thought he died" her eyes glassed with sadness. Twin wings crunched her forehead in disapproval “Why are you so emotional over our target? He is just a filthy man!" "No, he is not... He has some good qualities" she softly spoke, yet contained an extraordinary amount of certainty. Or was it something deeper. Twin wings thought 'He is sharp. But still, no one is more amazing than Master' Twin wings countered "Really? Well, I think he is just a pervert!" "No, he isn'
Draven stood, knees fixed to the ground. Becky silently watched; a smile stretched her face. Soon, it diminished with complex emotions. Envy, bitterness and soon happiness settled; mushing her heart. She thought 'Yes, he is chasing me, not her!' Waiting for hours on the treetop, her impression of him, changed. For her heart truly softened by this resoluteness of his actions. 'How can he patiently wait for so long... He must be hungry!' just a she concluded; the grumble of his tummy echoed in the serenity of the forest. She sniffled her chuckle within her hands. She twisted her bangle and turned invisible. Draven turned his gaze to a nearby tree. ‘Huh? Maybe, it was just my imagination’ he thought. As his patience ran thin, he still pressed on. "Becky!! Becky! Please, come out! I’m really sorry! What can I do to make it up for you?" He shouted "I will do anything?" His words fell on deaf ears. Twin wings played games on her tablet
"Zeno! Where are you?" Draven shouted, searching the nearby tree. "Zeno! Zeno! Come out!" Becky shouted between her hands. Her nerves became more prominent in frustration. She whined "Baby, how long should we search for that wimp?" "A little longer" "Fine" she grunted; she dragged her feet further out. An hour later, "Zeno! Come out, you freaking bastard!" She wearily shouted. She sat on a rock, thought 'Hmm, why does the forest feel so empty? Where are the beasts??' She pressed her come on, and started texting her other half for help. Her face darkened, gnawed her teeth "Why aren't you replying?" and texted. *Ting* "Finally!" She flipped open her com’s tab. While reading the message, her eyebrows twitched; she slammed her fist against the tree "What does she mean by 'she won't help'?" "That bitch! Doesn't she know that I am the original?" She punched a crack on the rock.
Spoon repeatedly clashed against the bowl, Draven watched on, as Zeno eagerly scooped the soup into his mouth, and twirling the remaining noodles around his spoon and chewed. Zeno sighed, laid back on the truck, with a loop-side grin, smacking his lips. "Man, that was delicious!" Leaning against the stump, Draven said "Glad, you liked it!" Zeno stabbed the meat and the delectable meat melted in his mouth; his eyes turned into crescents. He released a soft moan. Slowly he forked another piece into his mouth and quietly chewed until there was none. "Again! Even this is good!" "Good. You must be joking?" Draven chuckled. "It obliviously has to be more than good!" "Yeah." Zeno said, the atmosphere became stiff with silence. Draven smirked; Zeno turned to sound of approaching footsteps. Becky smiled, waving a pack of neon blue card "Do you guys wanna play? I am bored!" Zeno said "Sure, I am up for a good game" and ri
"Okay, fine!" Zeno grunted and tossed a basic beast taming manual to the pile of cubes and cores, it rolled to the bottom. Draven’ eyebrows scrunched with an exaggerated stretch of worry. He said "Are you sure you want to use that as anker? This worth a million credits" "I don't care, I have many of these back home" Zeno rested his jaw on his knuckle, with a half-smile underneath his dimmed eyes. Peaking volumes of his reluctance Draven thought it was a good deal, since he always wanted to study other elite clan’s secret techniques. Solemn face, he confidently added his level 7 sword into the pot. "Since you are so generous, I would will gladly follow!" "Good" Zeno tilted his chin to a nod, his bled of his agreeing anguish; he coughed out his frustrations. "Are you okay?" Draven asked, acting concerned and tapped his back. "Yeah, I am fine" “Have this!" Draven handed him a beer can. Zeno gulped it down an